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[moonlettuce]

There's a story that's just been posted to a list I'm on which included in its warnings:

non-consensual, poetry

Only, I didn't see the comma at first and thought she was warning for non-consensual poetry. Which made me think of tying people down and reading Whitman to them...

For him I sing,
I raise the Present on the Past,
(As some perennial tree, out of its roots, the present on the past:)
With time and space I him dilate--and fuse the immortal laws,
To make himself, by them, the law unto himself...